Chapter 5 Fifth

They finished eating. No desserts. She didn't drink the wine, for she was afraid of getting drunk while in his company. August asked for the restaurant bill, paid and got up.

"Let's go. Tomorrow, we will have lunch. And dinner, again. We need to talk. Now, enter the car."

"Lunch and dinner? Mr. Crane", she made sure to look at him when she spoke his name "don't you think people at work will speak badly of us, of me, if we start to be so close?"

He pinched between his nose.

"I don't give a damn about what they will say. I am the boss. If I need to talk to you, I will. It is business, after all."

"But not about business we do in there." She replied.

"Please, don't make things difficult. Just get in the car. We will talk about it later. Tomorrow. We will get married, my dear. And, as much as there is no love, we must be acquainted with one another, right?" He got closer to her, with a seductive stare.

"What are you doing?" She said with a weak voice, while being trapped between him and the car by him. "Mr. Crane?"

-"Can't wait to be acquainted with you, Julie." A shiver run down her spine when he said her name. It was the way he pronounced it.

He pressed one of his hands onto her shoulder, going down. Stopped by her waist, gave it a little squeeze, which made her quiver slightly and an almost inaudible moan came out of her mouth.

His plan was just to mess with her. But when she moaned, he could not resist. His eyes darted to her mouth and he kissed her. Passionately. He squeezed her waist again, and another moan, through her mouth, while kissing him back.

"I am kissing him back! I can't... oh, he is so good. It fells perfect" and she could not think anymore. The kiss became deeper. His hand traveled to her breast and back to her waist, then, her leg. He lifted her right leg and approached his lower body, in an automatic movement. His other hand was in her hair, behind her head. She moaned louder this time and he groaned.

He had to stop it or he wouldn't be able to, in a few minutes. And that was not the place for this. He let her go, with an angry growl.

Her face was all flustered and she was dumbfounded for a few seconds before she understood they were not into action anymore.

"We can't do that here. As delicious as you are, we can't just make it out in front of the restaurant, baby."

Her cheeks were burning. She was almost having sex with him, right there. What was wrong with her??

"Get in the car." That was all he said.

She was lost in thoughts and only woke up when he closed his door and opened hers from the inside of the vehicle.

She got in the car, after all. She thought about going by herself, but it was too far from home to walk or even to call a cab. Too expensive.

He said nothing and just drove. Both thinking of what just happened, they remained silent until they were in front of her building.

"How do you know where I live?", she asked him, surprised. She was so into herself that she didn't notice he never asked for her address.

"Told you I did my research. I have to know where my fiancé lives, right?"

" I didn't say yes." She reminded him.

He turned his head and body to her, looking straight into her eyes.

"Yet. You will marry me. And after our little... scene, outside the restaurant, you know better than I do that we make a great couple and our lives won't be miserable together."

His hand touched her cheek. It was if he was a burning fire, but in a good way. All her body got warm, specially her tights. She never felt this way before. She closed her eyes and bit her lips to prevent a moan.

He was hard. Fuck. No woman ever made him get all hard just by touching her face. And her lips being bitten was too much. The little witch.

He kissed her, this time, slower. He wanted to savor her lips. His tongue licked her lower lips, parting them, giving entrance.

His hand went to her neck, collarbone and breast. He squeezed it. Round, perfect. He had big hands, but not enough to cup those luscious wicked things. Just the way he liked it. He pinched her nipple through the fabric of her blouse. This time, the moan was loud and clear.

"Wait" She finally could say, even though she was in a haze.

"What is it?" What the hell? Why stop?

"We can't. We are inside a car, in front of my house." Julie answered.

"Wanna go to your room?" His eyes were closed and he just wanted to kiss her again, and so much more. It was almost painful.

"August", It made him smile "I have to get out of this car. We will see each other tomorrow, at work."

His brows furrowed, but before he could say anything, she opened the door and left.

The absence of her in his arms was weird. He wanted to call her back. But he knew she was right. Wanna go to you room? Her brother was in there. No, he wanted to have her in a place she would be able to scream. Oh, yes, because she would definitely scream out loud his name.

He needed a few minutes to recollect himself and be able to drive again. She was hot. More than he expected. That marriage was going to bomb.

Julie entered the apartment in a hurry. She couldn't believe it. What was she thinking? No, wrong question. The real question was: why wasn't she thinking at all? That man asked her to marry him, but not for love. Some kind of convenience that he did not clarify, yet. And she was already surrendering, like an idiot. That behavior was unacceptable. She had a brother to take care of.

Her mind was in turmoil.

"Sis? What is going on? It is late and you seem uneasy. What happened?" Jack heard the door opening and closing very fast, and he got up to see what was it about. Julie was always very calm when entering home, but now, it was like she was running from something. Or someone.

She did not hear him. She was thinking about August and his smell, and how that was wrong, but she wanted it anyway, but she shouldn't.

"Sis? Hey, look at me!" He snapped his fingers at her. "Are you alright? What happened?"

Her mind was in such a blaze that she heard her brother, as if he was far far from her. She manage to answer, mumbling something about being tired and talking the other day.

Jack knew she was lying. It was not just tiredness. Something happened, but he would not push her over to speak about it.

In the next day, after a sleepless night, Julie finally got out of bed. She even thought about calling sick, however, as it was going to be her third day at work, it wouldn't be convenient. She could not risk her job.

Jack had prepared her breakfast and asked nothing. He pretended everything was normal, since he saw in her face she was embarrassed. She deserved happiness, and that's all he knew.

"Have a good day at work, Ju. And don't push yourself too much. I love you."

She gave him a big hug and it gave her strength to do what she had to do.